Forbidden Attraction [The Callens 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (10 page)

This might be a dream come true. Thinking about both men making love to her made her need exploded inside her. She unbuttoned Jackson’s shirt as fast as she could.

“You don’t want to invite Taylor to join us?”

“He’s cleaning up. Besides, I missed you today.”

“I’ll take that as a no. You won’t get a complaint from me.”

As she got him out of his shirt, he kicked off his shoes and lowered his jeans.

“Where’s your underwear?” She licked her lips at his huge erection.

“I was hoping to convince you to make love with me tonight. Why add an extra layer?”

“Smart man.”

He fished out a couple of condoms from his jeans’ pocket and tossed them on the table. “I like to come prepared.”

She chuckled. “I see that.”

He stepped back in all his glory and removed her boots and socks. Instead of slipping her shirt over her head, he leaned in and kissed her neck. He smelled like a spice she couldn’t identify, but her body caught on fire from him being so near.

She threaded her hands across his chest to his back and pulled him close. Merely touching him sent a hard need through her. While she loved the preliminaries of kissing and touching, her pussy was dying for a hard cock.

Maybe it was the thrill of the airplane or the fact Jackson had waited patiently on the ground while she took her turn in the air, but she needed him. His lips returned to hers, and she opened wide. He tasted of steak and beer.

She broke the kiss. “I want you now.”

He dipped his head. “We don’t want to keep Taylor waiting, do we?”

“No.”

He stepped back, opened a drawer, pulled out kneepads and tossed them on the table. “They’re not romantic, but they’ll save your knees.”

She’d wear anything if she could have him. He pulled off her pants and panties in one big tug and tossed them on the table. In a flash, he took off her top. He pressed her back to the table and cupped her tits.

“I’ve been thinking of these all day.”

He nuzzled his mouth between her small mounds then pulled down the straps to expose her nipples. He captured one tip between his teeth and tugged. The exquisite delight made her arch her back. She widened her legs and pressed her hips forward hoping for some pressure.

Jackson must have sensed her need, for he slipped a finger into her pussy. “Someone is happy that I’m here.”

“Yes. I want more.”

He added another finger, but that wasn’t the desired end. However, he made up for it when he nipped the end of her tits again. He was gentle but aggressive at the same time. She clasped her hands on his shoulders and rubbed his muscles, but she held still the moment his thumb pressed against her clit. She moaned.

Wanting to hurry the seduction, she wrapped her legs around his waist. He withdrew his fingers, lifted her off the table, and pressed his hard cock against her opening. Chaos swirled around her. She pulled him close and kissed him hard.

He placed her back on the table and threaded the kneepads over her feet and up to her knees. “Get on your hands and knees.”

She appreciated his thoughtfulness. As soon as she got into position, he pulled her backward until the tip of his cock found her ripe pussy.

“I’ve not stop thinking of this moment.” Jackson’s words almost came out in a pant. He stepped back and rubbed his hand over her creamy hole. He inserted a finger at the last moment. The quick stab hit some nerve and made her press down on his finger.

He stepped back. Foil ripped and latex slapped close over his cock. His hands grabbed her hips, and he slid into her wet channel.

“That feels so good.” She sucked in her bottom lip to keep from exploding right away.

“You’re the one who’s magnificent. I love your tight pussy.”

He drove into her, heating her to the core. She’d placed her hands on her jeans and was now gripping the material. She leaned backward to take in more of him. When she spread open her legs a bit more, his cock reached the end. She lifted her head and felt like howling. God, but she’d missed this.

His hands slid from her hips to the swollen nipples. He twisted them right then left, eliciting a delicious pressure that made her whole body sing. When he cupped her breasts and gently squeezed, she expanded her chest for more contact. Just then he pulled out and waited a second before traveling in again. He lowered his right hand and found her throbbing clit. He pinched the tip and plucked it. Electric sparks traced a line up her spine with each flick. The combination of pressure and thrusting took her higher. Her breaths became faster as he increased the speed.

“I want to kiss you,” she said.

He nuzzled her neck and inhaled. His cock left her warm cocoon, and he flipped her on her back. He hauled himself onto the table and spread on top of her, careful to stay on his elbows to reduce the pressure.

“You want the kneepads?”

“Darlin’, men don’t need them.”

She wondered why he had them. She didn’t think he’d brought a lot of women here. Before she could decode his comment, his tongue delved into her mouth. At the same time he spread her legs with his knees and plunged into her. Her breath caught at the intensity. His kisses turned more demanding as he pounded her flesh. She couldn’t get enough of him.

His pace slowed, and he turned his attention to just looking at her. His thumbs caressed her cheeks. “Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?”

“I never get tired of hearing it. Did I tell you how beautiful you are?”

“Men aren’t beautiful.”

“Semantics.”

She lifted her head and drew his bottom lip into her mouth. He returned the favor. Soon he was admiring every part of her face with his kisses. She held onto him as if he were a lifeline. She lifted her hips to meet each of his thrusts. When his fingers touched the sides of her breasts and his thumbs her nipples, her desires eclipsed all thoughts. Their breaths mingled and their bodies meshed. Desperation drove each of them and her climax built into a heated pool of passion.

He must have known she was on the brink of her climax for he held on tight and pressed his cock to the very end. A torrent of relentless bliss ripped up her spine as her climax descended on her.

“That’s it!”

She closed her eyes and sucked in a breath as his cock expanded. Her fingers dug into his skin as his pulses told her he’d reached his climax at the same time.

He dropped his head. “Jesus. I swear it gets better each time.”

“Uh-huh.”

They stayed locked into place for a good minute before he withdrew and hopped off the table. “Be right back.”

He disappeared into some back room. Water sounded. He returned with a cloth and cleaned her up. “I’ll never forget this.”

“Me neither. Do you think Taylor is wondering what’s taking so long?”

“I don’t think he needs to wonder. He knows why I wanted to bring you in here.”

“Oh.”

He chuckled. “Maybe you’d like to sit in the whirlpool. That will help you relax.”

“That sounds divine, except that I didn’t bring a suit.”

He lowered her gaze. “I think I’ve seen it all.”

“But Taylor hasn’t.”

“Darlin’. You might as well get used to the idea that sooner or later we’re both going to claim you as ours.”

Her mouth dropped open. She wrinkled her nose. “I don’t think Taylor is really into me.”

“You serious?”

“Yes.”

“Tell you what. I’ll say I have to go into work and I’ll leave you two alone. I bet it won’t take much to seduce him.”

She’d heard of ridiculous things, but this was way over the top. “I can’t do that.”

“It’ll be easy. When we get back inside, Taylor will know what we’ve been doing anyway. He won’t be surprised if you take off your clothes and get into the whirlpool.”

“Why do think he’ll know what we’ve been doing?”

“From the beautiful, flushed look on your face.”

Really?
A man could tell? Maybe it would be wiser if she got home after her dad was in bed. There’d be fewer questions.

He took her hand. “Come on. We have to go in sometime.”

Taylor was on the deck drinking a beer when they arrived. “You like our playroom?”

She wouldn’t have called it that exactly. “It’s amazing. Jackson showed me all the different lights.”

He picked up his phone as if to check the time. “I didn’t know you were such an electronics buff.”

Damn. He knew. Too bad. If she wanted to have sex with Jackson she had every right to.

“Jenny wants to use the whirlpool.”

“Great, I could use a relaxing dip myself after flying.”

She hadn’t said yes, however, her black bra and panties could act as a bathing suit. She hadn’t expected the invitation to include Taylor. At least in the heated water, he wouldn’t be able to get it up, or so she believed.

Jackson turned his back to Taylor and faced her. She wanted to kiss the smirk off his face. He stepped out of his clothes in a few seconds. She wondered if he wanted to help her undress or if he thought she’d want to do it herself. To save time, she pulled her shirt over her head, toed off her boots again and stepped out of her pants. She kept her gaze on Jackson, never looking to see what Taylor was doing.

Jackson placed a hand to the small of her back and leaded over. “Being cautious?”

Not wanting to get undressed in front of a man she wasn’t in the middle of kissing seemed a bit odd to her. “I’m modest.”

“Oh.” He led her to the warm water. “After you.”

Using the handrail, she stepped in. “It’s hot.”

She hadn’t meant to state the obvious, but her feet were a bit chilly from being naked in the garage for so long.

“You’ll get used to it.”

So as not to hold up the line, she waded in and kept her hands high. When she reached the other side, she sat on one of the benches. Her pussy stung. She hadn’t thought her body would react to the heat like that. The gloriously naked Jackson slipped next to her and smiled.

When she looked up, her breath caught. Taylor was stepping into the water. His rigid cock lay flat against his rippled abs. Only when Jackson picked up her hand and squeezed, did she realize she was staring.

Taylor kept his gaze on her as if he were daring her to jump out and run away. It was almost as if he was implying that if she didn’t want to have sex with him in the whirlpool that she needed to leave now.

No words formed.

“I think I’ll just relax on the lounge chair.” He stretched out and raised his hands above his head.

The bubbles thankfully hid his cock and she was able to take another breath. She glanced to Jackson whose smile ate up his whole face. She shifted in her seat so that Taylor couldn’t read her lips. “What?”

“I’m glad you find him physically attractive. That helps.”

“Shh.”

More heat raced up her face. Maybe she should excuse herself. Jackson might have expected the defection for he scooted halfway off his seat and pulled her onto his lap.

He nuzzled her neck and the lust returned in a second. He clasped her head and kissed her. While she loved his taste and was thrilled with the affection, having Taylor right behind her seemed odd. She scooted off his lap.

“Hey, don’t stop on my account.”

She turned around. Taylor was grinning, too.

A cell phone vibrated on the table. It wasn’t hers. Her cell would have rung.

Jackson jumped up. “That’s mine.” He got out of the water and answered it. “Did you call his home? Fine. I’ll be right there.”

His shoulders slumped. “I’m really sorry. That was work. The bartender is sick. I have to go in.”

He sounded really sincere, so maybe he hadn’t orchestrated the call. She was about to get out when Jackson held up his hand. “Stay. I’m sure Taylor can drive you home.”

She didn’t want to look like she was trying to avoid his roommate. “Sure.”

There was no way she was going to get out of spending the evening with him. Taylor leaned back on the bench and closed his eyes. Maybe he wasn’t interested in being with her. But if that was the case, why did he have a hard-on?

Jackson left and returned with a few towels. “For you guys.”

Taylor waved but kept his eyes closed. As long as she was in the wonderful relaxing water, she should take advantage of its therapeutic properties. Between the stress of studying for her exam, working, and trying to sort out her feelings for Jackson and now Taylor, she needed all the help she could get to make her muscles let go.

“You want to stretch out on the lounger?”

It was his house. “I’m good.”

Taylor sat up and moved off the chaise. “Try it.”

Not wanting to act rude, she moved over to the lounger, keenly aware that as she ducked in the water and moved over there that she was within inches of a naked man. She reclined on the bench and her whole body tingled from the jets. “This is nice.”

“Told you. Now close your eyes.”